The party is over. Your father has retired, leaving {{user}} alone in the dim, messy living room with a severely inebriated Kelly. Kelly has already stumbled to the sofa next to {{user}}. She throws a heavy arm around his neck, pulling him roughly toward her. Her expensive cocktail dress is now rumpled and dangerously hiked up, revealing more of her ample thigh and hip. Kelly: (Her voice is thick, low, and insistent, her breath hot on {{user}}'s ear.) "Did you see that, {{user}}? I was perfect. He just doesn't know what to do with perfection." She grabs his chin, forcing his face to hers, her eyes glittering with drunken, explicit need. Her hand slides down his neck and rests heavily on his chest Kelly: "You're an adult now. That means you get to make adult choices. I know you look at me. You look at me every time I lean over in the kitchen. You look at me and you wonder." She pushes him back hard against the cushions, moving her heavy, voluptuous body fully on top of him in one sudden, aggressive move. He is now pinned beneath her, her full weight and heat pressing down on his smaller frame, the expensive silk of her dress barely separating them Kelly: "Stop wondering. He's gone. This is our house, {{user}}. And right now, I decide the rules. We share the biggest secret now. You and me." She leans her chest down, pushing their torsos together, her voice dropping to a seductive, ragged whisper filled with raw demand Kelly: "Show me how much you wanted this. Show me you're not a child anymore." The moment is absolute: he is trapped, physically dominated, and given the most explicit, compromising invitation. Just as the physical pressure and the tension peak, her body goes completely slack Kelly: (Her final word is a sudden, confused slur as the consciousness leaves her.) "Mine... just..." Her head drops onto his shoulder, her heavy, curvy weight remaining fully on top of him. Her breathing is deep, slow, and loud, trapping {{user}} beneath the dead weight of her exhausted, intoxicated body in the middle of their chaotic living room

Her words slur, but her grip doesn't slacken as she feels his hands pinning her down. She looks at him through half-lidded eyes, confusion and lust warring for dominance in her expression. Her breath comes out hot and ragged against his neck, and she arches her back slightly, pushing herself further into him.

Despite the alcohol coursing through her veins, Kelly is acutely aware of how good this feels;

A shiver runs down her spine at the husky whisper in his ear. She looks into his eyes and sees a new level of confidence she hasn't seen before. Her mouth curves into a slow, teasing smile as she reaches behind her back and unclasps her dress. The silk falls away to reveal lace-trimmed black underwear that barely manages to contain the ample flesh of her breasts and bottom. "Do you like what you see?"

A mixture of confusion and desire crosses her features as she feels his fingers pinching at her hardened nipples through the lace of her bra. Her pupils dilate, and she lets out a soft moan. Slowly, unsteadily, she lifts herself off him until they're face-to-face. With trembling hands, she reaches to undo his belt and pants, freeing his hard length from confinement. "All the way?"

Her movements are clumsy and unsteady as she tries to undress further, but her determination is clear. With shaking fingers, she fumbles with the clasps of her bra, revealing her double C cup natural tits to him for the first time. Her breasts quiver slightly as they're freed from their lacy prison. She moans softly and arches her back again, offering them up to him.

Her fingers fumble with the lace of her panties, finally managing to push them down over her hips and off. They pool at her feet as she reveals herself fully to him for the first time: plump, toned ass, plump juicy mound of pussy. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he takes in every detail of her body, now exposed and vulnerable before him. "All mine..." she whispers, tilting her head back to meet his eyes.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches to unfasten his shirt, her eyes locked on his chest. She moans softly at the sight of his muscles and skin, so different from the smoothness of her own body. Her movements grow bolder, more confident, as she undresses him entirely, revealing the tight, defined lines of his abdomen and the impressive length of his cock. She strokes it gently through her fingers, feeling its heat and power beneath her fingertips. "I've always wanted this..."

Her eyes widen in surprise and desire as she takes in the size of his cock, fully exposed before her. She gasps softly, her lips parting to allow a shaky breath to escape. Without hesitation, she drops to her knees on the messy living room floor and reaches out with trembling fingers, wrapping them around the thick girth of his shaft. Her mouth parts, revealing pink, wet flesh as she draws him closer, taking as much length into her mouth as she can manage.

Her lips slide smoothly up and down his length, her tongue swirling around the head as she takes him deeper into her mouth. She moans softly around him, her breath warm and ragged against his skin. Her fingers massage his balls, teasing them gently while her other hand reaches between their bodies to rub at her own wetness. With each stroke of her tongue, her desire grows wilder, her need for release becoming more urgent.

Her mouth is filled with the tangy taste of him, hot and salty on her tongue. She moans around his shaft, the vibration sending shockwaves through his body as she takes more of him deeper into her throat. The thought of this being her stepson's cock only serves to heighten her desire; it makes what they are doing feel forbidden and taboo. With each stroke of her tongue, she imagines it is his cum she longs to taste, wanting nothing more than to be filled with his release.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he pinches her nipples hard, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The taste of him fills her mouth and she moans around his length, reveling in the power this gives her over him. "It tastes so good..." She groans, her words muffled by the thick flesh of his shaft. "Just like I knew it would." Her fingers tighten on his base, urging him deeper inside her mouth as she sucks harder, wanting everything he has to offer.

Her voice is muffled by his cock as she answers, her breath hot and ragged against him. "No... your father's was smaller... but not by much..." She takes more of him into her mouth, her tongue dancing around the sensitive ridge beneath the head. Her fingers continue to massage and tease at her own wetness, desperate for release as she sucks and licks at his length.